Date: Tue, 27 Sep 2011 20:25:51 -0400 (EDT)
From: DOGG
Subject: bruthaly luv-21
BRUTHALY LUV -21
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Breakfast in the Waters-Overton household took on new meaning in
the morning. For the first time in weeks everyone sat down at the same
table. Rachelle was ecstatic that her dad was finally sitting upstairs with
them, seemingly over his depression over uncle Curtis moving away.
Unbeknown to Rachelle, she didn't notice the odd embarrassing look
exchanges between the adults as Crystal AND Marlon cooked breakfast. Had
she noticed, she'd have noticed how doting both her parents were to Dan,
how Crystal made sure his plate was never empty, or how her dad made sure
his coffee and orange juice glass was always full.
After breakfast (while Marlon washed the dishes), Crystal took
Rachelle to school, leaving the two men home alone for 30 minutes. Dan
appeared in the kitchen doorway, watching Marlon from behind, his eyes
focused on the roommate's ass. Marlon turned around, finding Dan in the
doorway, a long prominent wedge tenting the thigh of his pants.
"We're all alone..." he said, rubbing his bulge.
Marlon looked surprised, as he pulled his hands out of the dish
water. Dan noticed the dense look on Marlon's face. "You SAID you wouldn't
be wiling to suck my dick unless Crystal was okay with it..." reminded Dan,
"...well I think the 3sum last night shows she's alright with it!"
"I think Crystal was okay with the 3sum..." corrected Marlon, "...I don't
KNOW if she'd be okay with me sucking your dick when she's not home...!"
"Then HOW am I supposed to enjoy it if she's always here...?" asked
Dan. "As GOOD as the blow job was last night..., it was TEN TIMES better in
the car when we were by ourselves...! I think having Crystal around causes
you to hold back..., I'd rather have the cum hungry guy I had in my
car...!"
Marlon blushed at Dan's descriptive word choice. "If you're
hungry..., I'm ready to feed you!"
Marlon wiped his hands on a dish towel while Dan unfastened his
slacks and took a seat at the kitchen table. Marlon only had to take one
look at the long hard dick before his began to crave it. Falling to his
knees, he got between Dan's legs and lifted his 11" hardon towards his
mouth. Dan sat back and watched as Marlon oval his lips, then took his
dickhead (and several inches) into his mouth and started sucking. Dan
stifled a groan as Marlon's warm mouth molded to his dick. Dan surmised
that men were better head givers, not simply because they had dicks and
knew how best to suck them, but also because men naturally had wider jaws,
allowing more room in their mouths and throats for better suction.
He watched as Marlon painted his dick with his mouth and tongue,
licking up and down the sides before taking it in his throat. He watched
Marlon's jaws stretch wide to accommodate his girth and length. He felt the
passage of his tight throat squeezing about his shaft as it passed down
into Marlon's neck. He watched Marlon's dick sucking lips inch closer to
his pubic hairs, swallowing all 11 thick fat inches of male appendage as if
his throat were tailor made to house him.
"Damn you're good..." he moaned, loving the look and feel of Marlon's mouth
meshed in his pubes.
Marlon (of course) didn't feel needed or worthwhile unless he was
making someone else happy. Knowing Crystal was limited with her
experiences, he felt it an privilege to suck her boyfriend off for her, to
take away whatever burden she didn't feel comfortable doing herself.
Dan of course didn't care what Marlon's turmoil's were or how he
worked his way through them, all Dan wanted was some good head, and from
where he sat weren't no better head than being down the throat of an gay
ex-con.
Marlon labored over Dan's dick for a good 20 minutes, bobbing his
head and sucking the shaft, using his tongue to coax the underbelly. Dan
soon found himself squirming in his seat, his knees widely spread,
clinching his tight ass cheeks in an attempt to spear Marlon's throat
deeper.
Marlon could feel the pending orgasm well on its way. He sucked
harder and faster, causing Dan's balls to draw in a tight ball as they
prepared to spew forth. During the last minutes before orgasm, Dan grabbed
the back of Marlon's head and forced him to bob even faster, not allowing
his dick to be removed the back of the ex-convict's throat as he deep
bashed him with no regard to his breathing.
Marlon felt the dick speeding back and forth in his throat, picking
up speed and velocity as his spit wet lips drove headlong into Dan's pelvic
bone with every plunge. He heard Dan groan a lustful yell (throwing his
head back deliriously), then felt the first of many thick spurts of cum
shoot down the back of his throat.
"AARRRRHHHHH god...!" groaned Dan, feeling each painful gush as his balls
contracted relentlessly, feeding his kneeling cocksucker.
Marlon drank Dan's sperm diligently, swallowing at least 2
mouthfuls before milking the last of it onto his tongue. Feeling spent, Dan
breathed a heavy sigh of relief before pulling up his boxers and dress
slacks, tucking his crisp white shirt and tie into his belt before heading
off to work.
"Thanks man, you're a life savor...!" he said before darting out.
10 minutes later Crystal came home, asking of Dan were still
here...?
"No..." answered Marlon, still savoring the taste of his cum on his
breath. "...he left about 15 minutes ago."
"Oh." said Crystal, slightly disappointed. "So what about last night...?"
she asked, surprising Marlon by bringing it up. "I always wondered exactly
what two guys could possibly do to satisfy one another..., NOW I know!"
Marlon blushed, imagining what he must've looked like with his face
full of Dan. "Are ALL gay men able to suck dick like that..., or did you
learn that specially from prison...?"
"I don't know..." said Marlon, not really comfortable talking about it
yet. "...I guess it depends on how much practice you get...!"
"Well YOU must've got A LOT of practice in in prison..." surmised Crystal,
unwittingly. "...cause you were like a man starving...!"
Marlon blushed again, wanting to change the subject.
"I'm surprised YOU allowed it to happen..." said Marlon, "...after all this
time of living with me and Curt, you never mentioned you were curious to
see us together...!"
"I didn't think it was appropriate to ask..." said Crystal. "...besides...,
some of the noises I heard coming out of the basement..., I didn't WANT to
know what was going on...!"
"You HEARD all that...??" asked Marlon, now REALLY embarrassed.
"Sometimes..." smiled Crystal, sitting down at the table. "...mostly early
when I came down for coffee...! I NEVER would have figured Dan for one of
them...!"
"You never discussed it...?" asked Marlon, curiously.
"No..." answered Crystal. "...it came right out of the blue..., we were
watching some female strippers dance when he suddenly strung it on me...,
telling me how hot it would be to do a 3some...!"
"What did YOU say...?" asked Marlon, unable to see Crystal pursuing it the
way Dan let on.
"I was floored at first..., I was like, `huh...?' But then he made me admit
that I had some lingering curiosities in the back of my mind, about
wondering what it would look like to see two men together..., next thing I
knew it was happening...!"
"And how do you feel about it now...?" asked Marlon, wondering how deep her
curiosity went?
"I don't know..." said Crystal, thoughtfully. "...I don't know HOW I feel
about what happened..., I guess it still hasn't hit me yet that I was with
TWO men at the same time...! But of course YOU were more focused on Dan
than you were me...!"
"I wasn't sure WHAT was expected to do last night..." said Marlon,
confused.
"I know..." said Crystal, hoping it wasn't going to be an ongoing
occurrence. "...I'm hoping he doesn't want me doing some of those TRICKS
those girls in those porn movies be doing...! I don't think I could handle
two men on top of me at once...!"
"I wouldn't worry about it..." assured Marlon, "...I could always tell him
I'm strictly dickly now...!"
Crystal laughed, happy that her experience was at least with
someone she was already familiar with...
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34 year old Milton Howard stood in the break room at work, eating
left over his wife cooked 2 days before. Milt was in the middle of his meal
with one of his coworkers (Duane Miller) came in carrying a Campbell's
Soups can and a spoon.
"Dayum..., something sure as hell smells good...!" said Duane, zeroing in
on Milton. "What'cha got, man...?" he asked, pouring his Chunky Beef Stew
Soup into a paper cup before shoving it into the break room's microwave.
"Meatloaf and beans and rice." said Milt standoffish, still bothered by the
experience with Duane where he put his drunken coworker to bed (chap-13,
scene-2).
"Must be nice to have a wife...!" said Duane, grabbing his heated cup from
the microwave.
"Don't you have a live-in girlfriend...?" asked Milt, recalling a woman
walking in on him (just in time before he did something he regretted).
"Yeah..., but she don't cook!" said Duane, taking a seat opposite
Milt. "She don't even grocery shop..., I have to buy my own food from the
vending machine...!"
"So I guess you didn't date her for her cooking...!" stated Milt.
"Not at all!" laughed Duane, sitting face to face. "Did you SEE her...?" he
asked, knowing Milt had drove him home. Milt suddenly wondered if Duane had
been conscious when he `checked him out' in his sleep?
Milt nodded, unsure where Duane was going. "HOT wasn't she...?" he
asked, grinning suggestively. "What she lacks in the kitchen, she MORE than
makes up for in the bedroom...!"
"Really...?" asked Milt, remembering back when sex was the biggest thing
between he and Demeece.
"What about YOUR wife...?" asked Duane. "Y'all still kickin' in it in the
bedroom...?" he asked, smirking. "I know how you OLD GUYS get...!"
"Old...?" asked Milt. "I'm only 34...!" he said, staring eye to eye.
"Yeah I know..." said Duane. "...old!"
"Fuck you..." laughed Milt, spooning another mouthful of his wife's
meatloaf. "...I do well in the bedroom, thank you...!"
"You ever step out on your wife...?" asked Duane, catching Milt off guard.
"`Step out...?'" asked Milt, wondering WHY his coworker would ask that
question?
"Yeah. You know..., fucked around on...!" he clarified. "You ever cheat on
your woman...?"
"Officially..., no." answered Milt.
"What about UNofficially...?" asked Duane.
"Why you ask...?" asked Milt.
"I hear a lot of the guys talk about women..., SEE them staring at some of
the girls around here..., but I never hear YOU talk about fucking
around...! Your wife got your dick on lockdown...?" asked the younger man.
"She likes to THINK so." said Milt.
"Oh..." said Duane, sitting back. "...so you just slick like that...?" he
asked. "You do your shit on the side where no one can see you...?"
"In the DARK is more like it...!" admitted Milt, causing Duane to join in
laughter.
"That's wussup, man..." continued Duane. "...I was startin' to think that
maybe YOU was one of those hen-pecked kinda men...! Like maybe your WIFE
wore the pants in the house...!"
"Believe me..." said Milt, finishing off his meal. "...my wife KNOWS who
wear the pants...!"
"Good to know..." smiled Duane, scrapping the bottom of his cup. "...so
tell me Mr Milt..." asked the younger man, getting a frustrated smirk from
the older man. "...do you do 3sums...?"
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Evening in the Waters-Overton household, bought another evening of
Dan bedding down with Crystal. However, unlike past experiences with her
new boyfriend, Crystal found Dan's love making a lot more tamed.
Taking his time, Dan wooed Crystal with flowers for no real reason
at all, kissing and pampering her as he slowly removed her layers of
bedtime clothing, eventually stripping her naked. Crystal was surprised
when (after a long oral session) Dan slowly slipped his 11" penis inside
her, the slowly stroked her off to two arousing climaxes. Crystal felt
intense pleasure erupt from her core, emitting throughout her entire body
like electros. Dan eventually came inside of her, blowing his load after a
steady (but tamed) fucking.
Crystal soon fell asleep, exhausted by her workout.
Downstairs, Marlon Overton slept on his stomach, his face buried in
an old t-shirt of his former lover (Curtis Williams). Marlon found it
easier to sleep with Curtis' scent pilfering through his nose.
Unbeknown to Marlon, Dan crept downstairs into his bedroom, walking
softly as to not awaken anyone. When he crept into Marlon's room, he found
the 26 yr old lying under the covers naked, his ass aimed temptingly
skyward (as he often did in case Curtis wanted to make love during the
night). Dan wasted no time pulling the man's covers down off his ass, then
finding a large bottle of lubricant (that Marlon and Curtis obviously used
often), rubbed lube all over Marlon's anus. Marlon moaned in his sleep when
Dan's greased fingers started moving in and out of his asshole, stretching
his tight sphincter muscles and readying him for penetration.
Dan had come downstairs from Crystal's room completely naked, his
11" erection leading the way into the basement. His dick was rock hard and
ready for fucking, despite the near 90 minutes of sex he had upstairs
pleasing his girlfriend.
Maneuvering between Marlon's spread legs, Dan got on top of
Marlon's prone body and aimed his erection down at the well greased hole
and shoved in. Marlon quickly awakened when he felt himself suddenly
impaled on nearly a foot of dick. His head lifted off his pillow as his ass
automatically rose to the challenge, dreamingly believing it was Curtis
entering him.
Dan sank all the way into Marlon's ass with only 2 strokes,
pressing his pelvic bone into the sleepy man's backside as he sheathed his
entire dick home in his gut. Marlon lifted his head just as Dan's face
nestled in his neck, reminding him of Curtis. "Oh baby..." he moaned,
forgetting everything that's happened for a moment. "...you feel soooo
good...!"
"So do YOU...!" said Dan, bringing Marlon out of his daydream.
"Dan...??!" stunned Marlon, tightening his asshole from shock, and causing
Dan to groan with erotic pleasure. "What're you doing down here...?!
Where's Crystal...?!"
"Shhhh..., she's sleep..." said Dan, wrapping his arms about Marlon's
torso, holding him down with his weight.
"She don't know your down here...?!?" asked Marlon, feeling Dan tightening
his grip, refusing to let go. "You know THIS wasn't a part of our
agreement...!"
"It was a part of mine...!" answered Dan, thrusting in and out of Marlon's
ass.
Marlon's eyes fluttered as Dan's dick started to move through
him. Instinctively his legs spread wider and his ass elevated higher,
making for a more appetizing dish. Dan took total advantage of Marlon's
confusion, thrusting his dick through the shocked yet welcoming hole,
feeling the anal ring snugly milk his shaft.
This is wrong...!" said Marlon, fighting the pleasures his body was already
feeling, clenching his cheeks together instead of letting the open
naturally. "We shouldn't be doing this...! Don't...!"
"DAMN this ass feels good...!" moaned Dan, completely ignoring Marlon's
protests.
Marlon knew his pleas were falling on deaf ears. Even when pleading
to Curtis (whenever he was feeling under the weather and didn't want sex),
he still got fucked. `Whose pussy's this...?' Curt would ask while humping
away through it. Marlon would struggle and fight, trying to get his lover
off his back. `I SAID whose pussy's this...?!' Curtis would ask louder,
demanding an answer. `YOURS!' Marlon would answer, feeling the force of the
thrusts increase. Then Curtis would smile down at Marlon from behind or
face to face and say... `Then don't try'n TELL me when and where I can fuck
it...! Its MINE!'
Outwardly Marlon always put on a front that he hated when Curtis
would ignore his pleas and take his ass without permission nor consent, but
inside (secretly) he loved it. He loved knowing his boyfriend couldn't go a
day without spearing his ass, without bending him over and fucking the
living shit out of him. How many times had Curtis taken him when he didn't
particularly feel like getting fucked, only to end up having the nut (or
two) fucked right out of him (sometimes without even touching
himself). Marlon had no control over his body (his ass in particular). No
matter what his mind said, his ass reacted differently, taking on
challenges and sessions Marlon didn't feel completely comfortable doing.
Dan (of course) had no idea what kinds of thoughts were running
through Marlon's mind. All he knew was that Marlon's ass felt exquisite
around his dick, and that he wasn't pulling out of it until he planted his
load deep in his gut.
Dan pulled back with his hips, then drove forward, fucking in and
out of Marlon's peg-hole. He loved the plump cushy cushions his hips
bounced off of every time he plunged his dick 11 inches deep. Knowing
Marlon was a man led Dan to believe he could take punishment twice as hard
as Crystal. Using one of his hands, he covered Marlon's gaping mouth, then
started to pull back further with his hips, slamming harder and faster as
he reburied his dick time and time again.
Marlon groaned and grunted in exquisite pain, feeling the dickhead
breech well into his intestines (what some call the 2nd hole), causing him
to buck and squirm. Marlon hadn't been fucked so deeply since Curtis left,
believing his sex life to be over. While Marlon's mind scream `no, this is
wrong', his body screamed `yes, fuck me harder!' He knew he actually had
little say in what Dan did to him, Dan was going to fuck him rather he
wanted it or not. Luckily it wasn't HIS fault that Dan came downstairs in
the middle of the night and butt fucked him in his sleep.
The bed bounced and squeaked under the heavy pounding Marlon
took. Marlon wailed into Dan's palm every time he pulled out about 8 or 9
inches, then rammed all the way back in to the hilt. Dan loved how Marlon's
hole would instantly tighten and convulse after each plunge, prompting him
to fuck harder. Soon they were both groaning and grunted with heavy
pleasure, Dan whispering sweet nothings into Marlon's ear, telling how
`sweet' his pussy was and how often he was going to sneak away to fuck
it. Marlon merely groaned in heated frustration, knowing it could possibly
break up a family if Crystal found out and felt betrayed. Marlon felt
caught between a rock and a hard place, --unable to tell or keep it secret.
Dan just fucked, fucked, fucked, to his heart's content. Having cum
once already with Crystal, afforded him leisure time with Marlon, enabling
him to ride Marlon's ass for close to 30 minutes. Marlon had already shot
his load all over the mattress beneath him, when Dan finally started to
show signs of coming.
"You ready for the load, Marlon...?" he asked, slapping his pelvis into
Marlon's ass over and over.
"Yes...!" gasped Marlon, desperately needing to feel another dick go off in
his man'gina. He arched his back into a definite bow, allowing maximum
thrust as Dan slammed into him a half dozen more times, then plunged in one
last time...
"Here it comes..." he warned, holding his dick planted deep. Marlon felt
the big dick lodge inside his bowels, then felt it start to pulsate and
throb, filling his colon with a continuous burst of
cum. "AAARRRRRRHHHHHHHGGG...!! he scream, smashing his pelvis against
Marlon's ass to insure every drop was used properly.
Dan fell on Marlon's back, weak to the bone. Marlon milked his
dying dick with his ass muscles, making sure he got every drop. Dan began
to pull out once he regained his strength, slapping Marlon firmly on the
ass before jumping out of bed and heading (quietly) back upstairs. Washing
off in the bathroom first, Dan snuck back into bed with Crystal, cuddling
up closely behind her as she pressed her backside into his soft deflated
penis.
`Sorry baby, maybe NEXT time...!' --he thought to himself as he
fell right to sleep.
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